A poem about a women, A wild flower, rare, beautiful, and surprising. She stands strong and distinguished amongst the rest. Her natural yet subtle beauty entrancing, The clarity of Natu...
The rain is dropping like bombs over over sea’s and the thoughts of yesterday is starting to fade away from time. Faithful days and lose nights that always end in fights cries and tears...
I’m sleep walking the devils knockin putting voices in my head, wishful… asking myself what’s living
When a heart is Shattered Always Crumbled A person will never know the true… Of
All that pass by, To Jesus draw n… He utters a cry, Ye sinners, give… From hell to retrieve you He spre… Now, now to receive you, He graci… If any man thirst, And happy woul…
Though short thy space, God’s uni… Which made that shorten’d space on… Yet, merciful in chast’ning, gave… For mild redeeming virtues, faith… Meek resignation, pious charity;
Fragments of forgotten dreams Lost in fallen understandings. Apathy for all that was meant which now is almost opposite of be… Striving to be close to perfection
Sick of this distortion Reality sliding around like Bumper cars full of wayward childr… Celebrating the escape from a terr… I want to get off this ride and pr…
Welcome to, the forever mile; Here are your keys, and your corpo… What we do here, is learn how to l… Yet on some days, all you’ll do is… The terms you agree, are relative…
The sad man whose thoughts shine bright and clear he said this only happens once a year he thought to himself is there anybody else who wants to come off the shelf and b hold their drea...
He though one he found one he lost…
tired of the grind and wanting to speak my mind without fear or tether, birds of a feather flock together, in the pages and the lines,
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They wait patiently in the dark They listen for the gentle snores… She sleeps not knowing the dangers… Unbeknownst to her by the marrow s… They wait patiently in the dark
A cherished life is a challenged l… which meets whats in store. When we sit a lot an fret a lot we overwhelm and we bore. Life is the circuitry
Life enhancing impact on millions… Whether in South Africa or India… Whether before or after 1947, Whether consider fight for Dalits… Always as innovative as an innovat…
I spoke to you for the first time… It was a cloudier realm than this… But it was you I’m sure. I can’t say it was a pleasant inte… Maybe you’d been thinking of me to…
My little sis, you are the best th… And talented in every single way. I enjoy all the things you say and… Even through my bad days. For you I would do anything,
I love myself And that would be you Reality of one Appearing as two Appearing as many
So can you smile when you feel lik… When others see you want to fall And can you breath in confidence Whilst forgiving one and forgiving… So can you stand upright and true
IN Youth, when through our veins… The bright red stream of life, The Soul’s Voice is a trumpet-bla… That calls us to the strife. The Spirit spurns its prison-bars…
No desprecies la memoria de quien con dolor sincero, te sembró en su propia entraña como un fruto verdadero. Llevas su latido hondo,
I was only walking home one night you knew my body was full of frigh… you pulled me down to the solid gr… I let you hurt me without a sound You’re not the kind of girl to fig…
For beauty being the best of all w… Sums up the unsearchable and secre… Of nature, and on joys whose earth… Were never told can form and sense… And man has sped his instinct to o…
Waiting on the day When you’re on your way and I’m on mine. Traveling with our eyes blind. Where our roads will meet
Who was Victoria Leigh Soto asid… The saint who gave her life to tho… A real-life hero, entirely selfles… No matter what any news reporters… As the tragedy commenced, the clas…
When my love was away, Full three days were not sped, I caught my fancy astray Thinking if she were dead, And I alone, alone:
I went AWOL on my true love Lost in the time lines of forgotte… Of the first time we met And the first time we kissed I went absent on the only one that…
We say “Take a walk in my shoes” and see my world, hear my thoughts, feel what I feel.
My lass, when God to suffer sent me, no gifts he gave, but only lent me for gold, my breath,
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